"You're still here," Morrissey observed over an adoring roar at a sold-out Apollo show recently. "And I'm still here—what's left of me, anyway." It was a touching moment of offhand solidarity. An authority himself on the psychology of hero worship, Steven Patrick Morrissey—very much a living sign at 45, albeit one with thinned quiff and slightly thickened girth—knows that if there's anything more difficult than being an aging pop messiah, it's being an aging fan of an... More >>>